Chapter 1008 (2/2)

”Goodbye, monk!”

Ye Qian said, while laughing spectacularly. The heavenly eye on his forehead opened again, and a colorful light came out from that day's eye. First, it was photographed on the Buddha bone relic flying towards him. The golden light stopped in an instant, and then slowly turned into a golden light under Ye Qian's eye, which was incorporated into Ye Qian's body.

”No, no, my relic, my baby!”

Before the meeting, the evil devil actually devoured his Buddha bone relic. The seven treasure monk howled loudly. However, half of his cry was for the magic weapon, and the other half was crying for himself.

At the moment, even the last treasure of the seven treasures have been destroyed, the despair of the state of mind has no more to say.

Soon, the seven treasures monk in the sky broke his tears into a smile. The laughter was very powerful, but there was a kind of madness of dying people.

”Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

As soon as the seven treasure monk said this, the people of the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism were all surprised. Especially the great monk Tianqi, standing in the same place with a magic subduing pestle, said with compassion: ”Amitabha!”Xuanchen and others did not intend to pay attention to the death of Qibao monk, but said in a panic: ”no, Qibao monk wants to blow himself up, everyone be careful!”

After xuanchen's suggestion, everyone retreated in succession and was extremely nervous. After all, it is not a trivial thing for a master of Tianyuan realm to blow himself up.

It can be said that so many people in the field have not seen the master of Tianyuan realm blow themselves up in addition to the war of human demons.

The seven treasures monk is now bent on death, his whole body magic power instantly gathered in the Dantian, and then the whole sky city began to shake up.

The surging mana is suppressed at a point, and then it explodes into an amazing force ten times that of itself.

There was a big bang, and the whole dark sky burst into a blood mist, and then a little dust fell, and waves of air kept rolling in the air, and it took a long time to stop.

When the night sky calmed down again, there was no big monk Qibao in the sky.

But ye Qian's figure still exudes a light golden light, standing in the sky, like a demon. The seven treasure monk's self explosion did not bring any damage to Ye Qian, even a little pain. At the moment, ye Qian just silently sighed: ”Amitabha, the great monk's death is also a beautiful thing. I hope the pure land of the West has no persistence, no greed, no hatred, Amitabha!”

But at this moment, at the foot of Ye Qian, the land at the gate of the city of the sky, there was a clamor: ”Ye Qian devil, don't pretend to be merciful here. If you force master Qibao to death, it's a crime. Ladies and gentlemen, we share the same spirit of Buddhism and Taoism. Now that the body of master Qibao is not cold, we should share a common hatred against the enemy and avenge master Qibao, and we will blade the devil Ye Qian with our hands. ”

At that moment, there was a clamor at Ye Qian's feet, but those who were boiling were disciples of Buddhism and Taoism. As for the apocalypse and xuanchen, these old fellows kept their mouths shut and just looked at the dark sky.

Just at this moment, there was a rumble of thunder in the sky again.

Ye Qian looked up and sneered: ”you are an old man with mixed hair, and it's endless?”